A thoughtful post I found online. Worth a read. #blacklivesmatter
It can be interpreted an awful lot like woe is me.
But what question do you need to ask yourself to get to the answer that self pitying is ok? None. That should never be the answer. It’s never the correct answer.
Why not? Woe is me. Poor me. Wah.
Pull yourself up by your bootstraps. Look for a new idiom with which you can self identify. Something more along the lines of…will wonders never cease!
“Cuz the macaroni’s soggy, the peas are mush and the chicken tastes like wood….I said a hip hop hibby to the hibby said a hip hip hoppin you don’t stop rockin to the bang bang boogie said up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogedy beat.”
“Mom, can we listen to the dinosaur song now, please?!”
“No. I’m educating you about music history.”
Then again, the song is 15 minutes long. He hung in there for more than 10.
You’re walking down the street. A stranger is walking down the sidewalk in your direction. Your eyes meet for a moment. Do you look away hurriedly? Most people do. Do you wait to see if the other person smiles or shows you some other emotion?
I smile first.
Smiling is contagious. It can help reduce your level of stress.
Smiles are a more powerful mood enhancer than chocolate, says Ron Gutman in his Ted talk.
Babies smile in the womb, Ron says. And the span of a baseball player’s smile in his baseball card photo can be a predictor for the length of his career. Bigger smile = longer career.
For me, I’m countering the negativity. I’m hoping it will help rejig my brain. Fake it ’til you make it.
Smile first and pass it on.
And yet the Senate won’t pass gun control laws.
The issues are multi-layered. It’s not a simple problem, nor will we find easy solutions.
“[R]egardless of the outcome of such investigations, what’s clear is that these fatal shootings are not isolated incidents. They are symptomatic of the broader challenges within our criminal justice system, the racial disparities that appear across the system year after year, and the resulting lack of trust that exists between law enforcement and too many of the communities they serve.” President Obama
Do we not have a racism problem in this country? Are we not a humane society? How long will we continue to let our society devolve this way?
I’m not afraid of the police. Yes, I am aware they can hurt me, but I am not, nor have a ever been a target for them.
And while I can entertain the notion that I would join the brave protestors around the country, and near my home, who shut down highways so their voices can be heard. I won’t join them. Of that, I am afraid.
There are people like Micah Xavier Johnson. I don’t know his reasoning, but it’s likely he couldn’t bear it anymore. Perhaps he believed an eye for an eye was the only way. He chose to take matters into his own hands.
I’m all over the place here. It’s too much for most people to process, to get a handle on. And what do we tell our children? That they have to be better, know more, listen and understand. Change the world.